Reaper’s Hood

Don’t stop in Black Ridge. Everyone told her that. The storm didn’t give her a choice.

Scarlett has spent years riding meds up the worst roads in Appalachia to the people the rest of the world forgot, alone, unafraid, and chasing the ghost of a sister who vanished without a trace. A washed-out switchback and a wrecked bike strand her on the one mountain she was warned to stay off of, in the rain, at the mercy of the man the whole county calls a monster.

Wolf is the president of the Grimm Reapers, and he’s spent twenty years making sure people are afraid of him. The legend is a weapon. It keeps the wrong eyes off his towns and the wrong men off his mountain, and he has exactly one rule: never let anything soft stand close enough to draw fire. Then a nurse in a red riding jacket looks him dead in the eye, refuses to flinch, and tells him to help her or get out of her light.

She thinks he’s the most dangerous thing on the mountain.

She’s wrong.

Because girls are disappearing out of these hollers, written off as runaways, forgotten before they’re even cold, and the man feeding them to the dark isn’t the scarred outlaw who can’t stop watching her. He’s the one who shakes hands after church and smiles for the newspaper. The Reapers are the only wall between Black Ridge, Kentucky and the real wolves, and the nurse in the red coat just rode straight into the middle of their war.

He’ll burn the whole mountain down before he lets them take her. She’ll tear the mask off the monster nobody else can see. And the closer the danger creeps, the harder it gets to remember she was ever supposed to be afraid of him.

Reaper’s Hood is a full-length, standalone motorcycle club romance. The first in the Grimm Reapers MC. Expect:

• A terrifying, scarred MC president who’s a cinnamon roll for exactly one woman
• A fearless mountain nurse who refuses to run
• Forced proximity: one cabin, one bed, one very long storm
• Touch-her-and-die, he-falls-first, and a protector hero who means every word of it
• Found family, small-town Appalachian grit, and a slow burn that detonates
• A slow burn that turns into a steamy, explicit heat story with a guaranteed happily-ever-after

No cheating. No cliffhanger. The danger always stays on the villain’s side of the line. The man is her safe harbor from the first page to the last.

High-heat, explicit romance with darker suspense themes (violence and trafficking are villain-side and handled off the page). A full-length standalone with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhanger. Intended for readers 18+.